Aquaman sends the scumbags to the crematorium

This bakery near Jingshi Building on Gongshi West Road is not very famous in Yancheng, but it is very distinctive.In addition to the sweet and delicious taste of the bread, the store also incorporates some animation elements, and the atmosphere is full as soon as you enter the door.

"Today is our third anniversary. If you buy three freshly baked round-corner wholemeal breads of any flavor, you can get a Doraemon doll as a gift!" the clerk with a cute ball head reminded dutifully.

Lin Jianxi's eyes lit up as soon as he heard it, but he just let out a calm "hmm".

He ordered a honey-flavored fillet and another strawberry-flavored one, then turned around and asked the man behind him, "Which one do you choose?"

The expression on his face was indifferent, but Yu Guang was stubbornly stuck to the blue doll next to the shelf and couldn't tear it apart.

Qiao Mochuan smiled inwardly, glanced at the scrolling menu on the big screen, and said seriously: "I want a butter ranta bread—"

A trace of disappointment flashed quickly in Lin Jianxi's eyes, but no emotion was revealed on his face, as if he didn't care at all, it was still clear and cold like a glacier floating on the sea.

"—The original whole wheat fillet below." Qiao Mochuan continued to speak slowly with a smile in his eyes.

Huh?Now I just got three fillet buns together!

As a result, the young man's eyes brightened in an instant, and the next moment he couldn't wait to take the receipt to the side to get the doll, and quietly buried his face in the soft doll's belly, trying his best to hide the corners of his upturned mouth.

Where there is a glacier, it is clearly a cloud floating in the sky, which is incredibly soft.

Qiao Mochuan clutched his chest silently, only felt that his heart seemed to be wrapped in this cloud, and it suddenly became soft, and it also floated to the sky.

The bread was ordered, but it would take a while before it was baked, so the two first found a seat in the dining area next to it.

"Let me order two drinks. The bread is too dry." Qiao Mochuan looked around and found that there were no drinks for sale here, so he took out his mobile phone and prepared to place an order for the nearest Starbucks.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jianxi immediately waved his hands to express his disapproval: "There is a coffee shop next to it, it tastes good, and it's only two steps away, much faster than express delivery."

"Then I'll go buy it." Qiao Mochuan said as he was about to stand up, but was pushed back to his seat by the young man.

"No, you sit down, and it's agreed that I'll treat you today." He shook his head with a firm expression on his face. After all, it was a favor, and there was no reason for him to run errands.

"You take a seat here, I'll be right back."

Then before Qiao Mochuan could open his mouth to refute, he sprinted out, and then stepped briskly out of the gate of the bakery, and disappeared from the man's sight in a short while.

The Huafu Cafe downstairs in Jingshi Building.

Holding a laptop in his hand, Lu Wenfeng was sitting not far from the door, with a cup of Orlan Qingti Jiao coffee on the table, and the hoarse female jazz voice from an old-fashioned record player next to his ears—this was his day. Inherent way of pastime after work.

The data reported by the researchers under the laboratory needs him to verify and analyze as soon as possible, and the new project also needs him to give the direction of the research as soon as possible. There is still a form in hand that has not been processed, let alone several proposals just submitted by the public relations department. .

At present, all kinds of things are backlogged together. If it were normal, Lu Wenfeng would be able to coordinate and plan every task in an orderly manner, and even multi-task, but he couldn't do it today.

Because he gets distracted too easily.

Every time she wants to concentrate on her work, Lin Jianxi's face always pops up in her mind from time to time, his gentle smile for a while, his mocking eyes for a while, and his clear eyes filled with tears.

All kinds of details come to mind, so many days of getting along, so many soft words, are they all fake?

Even if it is fake, it is said that love grows with time, and he has always been so kind to me. During such a long process, did he really not show his sincerity?

Lu Wenfeng's hand on the keyboard paused slightly, but at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hello, is there no Mocha here?"

This voice is-

Lu Wenfeng's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked up, just in time to see the young man's thin and slender body lying in front of the bar.

From this angle, one can just see his delicate side face and soft eyes. This kind of softness is very familiar, but it has been only a few days, but it makes Lu Wenfeng feel like a lifetime away.

At the same time, Lin Jianxi felt a hot gaze almost immediately.

He didn't look back, but he clearly knew that it was Lu Wenfeng.

The two are substitutes for each other, and each takes what they need. After such a fig leaf is completely torn apart, it is undoubtedly an extremely complicated situation to meet again.

There is anger, there is guilt, there is regret, there is also heartache, so it is difficult to face.

The corner of Lin Jianxi's mouth slightly curled up. While talking with the clerk, he calmly accepted the young man's prying eyes. Then, when he got his drink and was about to leave, he suddenly turned his head to meet his gaze openly!

The four eyes met, one was calm and the other was cramped.

Then the calm one seemed like nothing had happened, as if he just saw a stranger, he looked away indifferently.

As a result, Lu Wenfeng's face turned pale in an instant, and he also hastily withdrew his gaze.

But after a while, he couldn't help but quietly cast his eyes on Lin Jianxi, but he didn't step forward or say a word, just watched the young man leave with his things.

It's really a high profile of being hurt by love and not being entangled anymore.

Lin Jianxi pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop and walked out, a slight mockery flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well in his heart that Lu Wenfeng would never give up just like that.

What this person is best at is making decisions before acting, trying to be sure when doing things, and rarely acting impulsively.He understands that in the current situation, there will be no good results if he rushes forward to pester her, he can only choose to lie dormant.

Therefore, he will definitely follow quietly!

It just so happened that the relationship between himself and Qiao Mochuan seemed calm and harmonious at the moment, but there was actually a big thunder hidden - the fact that he had thought about using himself as a substitute had not been exposed yet.

The question now is, who will detonate this mine?

Not many people know the inside story of this matter, Cao Liangwen and Liang Jun will naturally keep their mouths shut, and Qiao Mochuan himself said that the probability of leaking the truth is almost non-existent, so we can only count on Lu Wenfeng, who is astute, to guess the truth.

Once he catches Qiao Mochuan's handle, he will definitely do something, and he will not be afraid that the water in this fish pond will not boil!

Lin Jianxi nodded in satisfaction, while Qiao Mochuan, who was not far away at this moment, shivered suddenly for some reason.

He was sitting bored in the dining area of ​​the bakery waiting for someone to come back. The consumption in this place is not high, and there is a university town nearby, so the people who come and go are basically young college students, but business elites like him are more rare.

At a round table not far away, a young man and a woman were sitting affectionately, they looked like a sweet couple.

"What kind of juice do you want?" the boy in the sweatshirt asked with a smile.

"Hmm... maybe it smells like grapes or oranges." The girl pondered.

"It's a coincidence, isn't it? I bought it just now." The boy immediately took out the juice hidden behind his back triumphantly, and immediately got the girl's exclamation and exclamation.

"You can choose whatever you want, and give me the rest." He waved his hand, with tender affection hidden in his eyes.

Then the two quickly broke into a laughing mess.

Qiao Mochuan, who has been an adult for a long time, was very speechless about such a completely elementary school-style love model. He couldn't help turning his head away, and gave a soft snort in his heart: "Childish."

At this moment, Lin Jianxi came back.

He was carrying a transparent bag in his hand, and his steps were brisk, but when he saw the man in front of him, he suddenly put his hands behind his back, then raised his head and smiled slyly.

"What flavor of coffee would you like to drink?"

Qiao Mochuan: "..."

This familiar operation, this overly familiar question.

But at this time, he seemed to have forgotten the "childishness" he just said, and felt his heart beating for no reason, and even subconsciously opened his mouth to answer the young man's question.

"Genting Mocha bar."

"The clerk said no." Lin Jianxi curled her lips and muttered in a low voice.

"Then Iced Americano is fine too."

Lin Jianxi's face darkened, and she twitched the corner of her mouth in embarrassment: "...Can you change it?"

Qiao Mochuan coughed lightly, and almost couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth, so he poked his head out a little, and first took a peek at the little package exposed from the bag carried by the young man.

"Well... Actually, what I want to drink most is Orlando coffee or latte." He cooperated with face.

Oh, what a coincidence, isn't it!

Finally, a gleam of joy flashed in Lin Jianxi's eyes, and he smacked the bag in his hand on the round table with a little complacency.

"Here, I bought both of these, you can choose whatever you want, and give me the other one."

Hearing this very familiar sentence, Qiao Mochuan finally couldn't restrain his joyful emotions, lowered his head and laughed in a low voice, even his chest began to vibrate continuously.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Jianxi didn't know why.

The corners of Qiao Mochuan's mouth were grinning high. Hearing the words, he immediately moved closer to the young man's ear, and after lowering his voice, he had a three-pointed smile: "Do those two people over there look like us?"

Lin Jianxi followed the man's gaze and looked to the side, and saw a young man and woman sitting leaning against each other, their affectionate appearance made them look like a couple.

He immediately became unhappy, rolled his eyes and said: "What kind of eyes do you have, they are a couple."

"Then other people see us as a couple." The man looked at him with a stern face, smiling like a rascal, his peach eyes narrowed slightly, and he kept firing towards the person in front of him.

"...This joke is not funny at all."

Lin Jianxi noticed the weirdness of the atmosphere, and frowned all of a sudden, with a very serious expression on his face, "Young Master Qiao, you already have so many little lovers, so don't make fun of me."

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Mochuan immediately restrained his smile, "I'll just say it casually, why are you so serious?"

"Why," he leaned back lazily, and tried half-truthfully, "you are a couple with me, why do you feel wronged like this?"

"I thought we were already good friends, but I didn't expect you to look down on me so much?" The man chuckled and opened the iced latte in the bag, his face seemed meaningless, but his fingertips holding the cup were trembling slightly.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Lin Jianxi was a little anxious when he heard this. After all, the man in front of him helped him a lot, and after getting along for so long, he already regarded him as a friend.

"Of course I know that you are a very good person. You have nothing to say about your work or your friends."

This was the first time he praised himself earnestly and sincerely without being stubborn, but Qiao Mochuan didn't feel happy, because another more important matter had completely seized his nerves.

"Oh, that means you can't do it emotionally."

He picked up the iced latte and took a sip, only to feel the chill go from his mouth to his stomach, and finally freeze in his heart, making his heart feel like a cold wind was blowing.

"Or you want to say, it sucks, right?" Qiao Mochuan took a breath, and suddenly laughed at himself weakly.

Hearing this, Lin Jianxi pursed her lips, her brows were furrowed and her expression was tangled, as if she was thinking about how to speak.

After a long while, he seriously opened his mouth and said: "Actually, everyone has their own way of life, and others don't need to judge too much. It's just that I personally think that we should be cautious when dealing with feelings, and distinguish between temporary impulse and real liking. It’s best not to take one look at, uh, just randomly put people..."

He passed this sentence vaguely, paused, and said with some concern: "And if there is someone I really like in the future, it may be difficult to give the other party a sense of security."

The young man stammered and spoke vaguely, but Qiao Mochuan completely understood what he wanted to express, and he was suffocated immediately.

He suddenly thought of that night, when he asked Lin Jianxi why he liked Lu Wenfeng, one of the reasons the young man gave was that the senior was dedicated and cautious about his feelings, unlike you.

So that is to say, even if there is no Lu Wenfeng now, this alone can make him out of the game!

Qiao Mochuan's pupils contracted violently, his eyes flickered constantly, his big bony hands firmly grasped the coffee cup, and even the fragile shell was sunk in.

But he didn't notice it, he frowned and looked up and gulped himself down several times. The bitter taste made the tip of his tongue slightly numb, and he even took a few short breaths, but he still couldn't suppress the fear and unwillingness in his heart.

"Yes, I used to be playful, promiscuous, casual, and I didn't think there was anything wrong with me, but—"

He put the cup on the table, "But now I want to change, I don't go hunting, and I don't look for others anymore, I want to start chasing someone seriously, isn't that okay?"

Qiao Mochuan stared straight at the young man in front of him, with strong emotions rolling in his dark eyes, as if something had broken apart, reflecting a bit of sharp pain.

"Even prisoners have the right to reform themselves, and because of the unchangeable past, am I not qualified to really like someone now?" His eyes were red, and he almost growled.

Lin Jianxi was taken aback by the man's sudden emotion and felt a little at a loss, but she still explained it to him seriously.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to point fingers at your private life, and of course you will meet someone who likes each other in the future, and he won't mind your past..."

"Then do you mind?" Qiao Mochuan interrupted him with serious eyes.

Lin Jianxi was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why the topic was brought up to her.

"If it's you, do you mind?" The man was very persistent and asked again.

"I..." The young man hesitated to speak, he looked embarrassed, and finally avoided his gaze.

Silence is the best answer.

Qiao Mochuan shook his hand, as if he was suddenly hit by a boulder. He felt dizzy for a moment, and his heart seemed to be pierced by something, and the pain burst out accompanied by blood and blood!

At this moment, the reminder on the table beeped and flashed red, reminding them that the bread they ordered earlier was ready.

So Lin Jianxi, as if he had received an amnesty, quickly got up and ran to the dining area, temporarily escaping from this place where the atmosphere became strange for no reason.

It didn't take long for him to come back with a plate. The freshly baked bread exudes a strong aroma, filling the tip of his nose and making people just want to eat it.

"Here comes the hot bread!"

Hearing the sound, Qiao Mochuan raised his head subconsciously.

There is a thin layer of coldness on the young man's beautiful face. When he is not smiling, no strangers are allowed to enter, but now his eyes are soft, and there is a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. His brown curly hair is loosely scattered on the top of his head. , like a little hook in my heart.

From the hair to the soles of the feet, from the temper to the personality, there is a look that I like everywhere.

There was a voice in my heart that kept saying, it was him!

but--

"Why are you here so late?"

"Because there is a queue to get a number." Lin Jianxi carefully put down the tray, scratched her head and explained, "Are you hungry?"

Qiao Mochuan didn't answer.

He knew in his heart that it was not that Lin Jianxi came too late, but that he wandered too early.

No, maybe he shouldn't have been so rambunctious at all.

Is the momentary pleasure really that important?If there is no spiritual recognition, no matter how happy the body is, it will be dull.

It's a pity how did I not understand this until now?

Qiao Mochuan laughed silently, only to feel that his throat was blocked by broken glass, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to speak.

He lowered his head, looked at the blue doraemon doraemon silently, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly asked a question:

"Does Doraemon have a time machine?"

"Ah, that's right, you can use it to travel back in time and make up for the regrets you have had." As soon as Lin Jianxi mentioned his childhood favorite anime, Lin Jianxi immediately became interested.

"Really?" Qiao Mochuan replied noncommittally.

After a while, he suddenly asked again: "Lin Jianxi, do you have any regrets?"

"Regret?" Lin Jianxi tilted her head and thought about it carefully, then said with a smile, "Actually, I've tried my best in everything I do all this time, and I don't seem to be sorry for myself, so I don't really have any regrets."

"What about you?" he asked, blinking.

"I..." Qiao Mochuan pursed his thin lips slightly, first smiled, then flattened the corners of his mouth, and let out a long sigh.

"Of course I have regrets." He was holding an iced latte in his hand. It was obviously cold, but there seemed to be hot air pouring into his eyes, as if he was about to force a little tear.

So Qiao Mochuan had no choice but to quickly raise his right hand to cover his eyes, for fear that the young man in front of him would notice his embarrassment.

If there is a time machine, if I can really go back in time, I will definitely not be a playboy in the world.

I will just stand there obediently and wait for you to appear.

The author has something to say: Young Master Qiao: Xiaoxi, do I still have a chance?

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Ah Liang. 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：耽于美色50瓶；今天的我依然很开心吖21瓶；贤鱼子、染衣子20瓶；学习小仙子15瓶；棠10瓶；五三6瓶；珍珠奶茶三岁鸭、雨清攒不到520瓶、琳5瓶；樱花草3瓶；?忒修斯之船、Pinocchio、深藏blue2瓶；Onked、紫紫、章鱼小丸子、晏穹、三楠1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!